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LannaEvolved Jan 2021
Sparks never go unnoticed by
2 distinctive souls

Their idiosyncrasies are irreplaceable forms of matter that continue to live on
no matter the distance imposed

We finally have
what we’ve known
And it’s all we
chose
When we laid next to our souls

Do you ever wonder how it knows?

Body on body
Heart on soul
Soul on soul

Wholly.
It flows.
Lie your body down
to rest
on the pillow that is our
home

You and me bleed the same life

There’s no way to know
But we feel how it knows
To be the jewel in the stone
Hugging the dream
Even in its throes

It’s called touching souls

Body on body
Heart on soul
Soul on soul
It took me decades to find my soul and my soulmate, even though I’ve always known that it  was possible to find such a thing, it wasn’t expressed until now.
Grateful it all turned out the way it has.
LannaEvolved Jan 2021
The future *******
Of this learning
makes me sane in knowing
That I will survive until I die

A journey that keeps progress in the sphere of confidence

I am finding out the secret
I dig deeper


Use it’s presence
Evolving over discernment
Finding time doesn't exist

It is the mind
That breaks the chains
Of misconceptions

Peaceful living
Makes no mistake
And sees no visage as clear as the captive’s bed
where he is crept up
Confused
at how he came
to the realization

That this cannot be life when the next task
leads
you to insanity
The break comes when you're focused on anything but the spiral

So I can save myself
From the “disorder”
as they call it

Life is a sacrifice
It is not the imprisonment for what we do not choose

We are not to be fearful of freedom
But in love with the entities, the opportunity, the open doors
To that unique human being
Who enters it
Because we are.
LannaEvolved Jan 2021
I need to see past the parts of shatter
How two humans can be made and not made
For the other
The disturbing distance
Created in a spin of unique difference
When long-standing oppression comes with mixed emotions
Opportunities never came back to me
They’re out there like glowing stars
But they don’t glitter for ones like me
They haven’t been offered yet

I met you in a world apart.
When you couldn’t reach me
I’ve been treated so long
As if I was becoming Insufferable

Fine winding tendrils that once cradled the heart
They say that promises sweeten the growth
But I don’t need this
I don’t need this

I need the sweetness, the mistrust, the kiss goodnight, the beacon light, the distance lost, the softness, the weakness
A Victory sweet
Love of my life

Oh I need this..

I’m a slow dying flower
At a frost biting hour
Slowly becoming untouchable

Do you remember the way
You missed me before
Your face spoke like promises
whispered like prayers

You better stop your mouth
Bite the words
hold your breath
Find your worth
And find yourself
Under my dress
Naked in bed
I love this
Scene
Cut
LannaEvolved Jan 2021
The Exit reads
Perspectives
of combined measure

Living
Dying
Anxiety

Finding the way
Sliding in and out of train cars
Wondering what makes a life less
like battle
Fielding
Towards the new absolute
In an Outside Game

I’m glad to know
In my imminent realization
of the breakdown
The departature is erudite

I won’t be going alone.

For the company I count on is more important

the passing of the months in time
Becomes clarity in the innovative mind
the closing of the bureaucratic disguise
the fault of the common dime
in a denominator
that disappears in the forest swept away
by the inadequacy of nature vs nurture

Unconcerned with the future

The decay of the personal and the collective

Morality is unquestioned
these days
the disintegration of the social fabric of cohesion
the deterioration of the forces that be

The decline of innovative value from one’s drive to make the difference
Is not always enough to survive
That is the end of an age

The way to new health must paint the way to all things imaginable
We can learn how not to convince ourselves of something that is not real and train our brains to get really good at trusting our intuitive nature to bring in what suits us biologically and mentally on all layers, higher levels, in all ways.
LannaEvolved Jan 2021
These poems share in the experience of not feeling strong mentally and emotionally and even physically because there is pressure to act or appear more human.
Whether is be felt pressures from our family, peers, colleagues, or society at large we are all facing and fearing what we cannot explain or control. These are the challenges of life, but they are okay, they are precisely what makes us strong and capable of healing our emotions, our bodies, and our past wounds, however they may appear on the outside.  
I hope it provides some guidance as to how to overcome these challenges when the dynamics and the circumstances of life feel  like a burden or when other humans  misunderstand or feel misunderstood by us too.
To cancel out this void, it is within our mental control and our will to choose listening over ignorance, to preserve safety over self ridicule, to find inner strength to make tough decisions when we need to; cultivating empathetic compassion towards the ambition that is to become our most promising forms of personal and social resilience in all of our relationships.
LannaEvolved Jan 2021
I can feel where you are.

But how can it be that you ask me to feel things you never show?

Act the way you are meant to
Not the way you are expected to.
That Is
Learning: Mind Body and Soul.


The phase is complete.
As the knife
Shatters the flow
my fears
Through
My compassion outgrows the butterfly out of its cocoon
AND I am saved

Through my forgiveness I am praised
By the message that our hearts bring to meet the brave rawness
That is
The Justice that I made
with what we have become
to one another.
And no one else can ever explain it to you.
From that I have learned…

We are Freedom Seekers
We are Liberators
We are Passion Feelers

We are Truth Finders
At the end of the day
We Are all Unknown Healers


I am a Shifter  
In a precocious bodice

An open follicle for life…
For life..
If I didn't have my art (my creative human  imagination) especially when I felt trapped underneath the pain, I felt like I would have sunk without the healing.

I am grateful for existence because it is always within reach. Always. And it makes all these hard feelings subside and intensify but in the right ways does It grow the spirit to another level.

Our Mental Health is so important on so many levels as actors and as artists. Our sanity and our ability to feel fully, but also to feel intensely, and create something from the simplest form, to go all the way, and be unafraid to express it, to take criticism and feedback openly, and also to be alive with awareness is the underlying of gratitude for what we have and what we are given as the one who “performs”, who shares an inside story with an outside world, who takes notice of the ones who are suffering and does something about it, to create impact through our bodies, through words, through the Self. That is Soul Giving. And our greatest gift.

To breathe and to express outwardly an inward struggle that bubbles up daily is not a cowardly act or just for a person who is meant to struggle, because that doesn’t exist. This is for everyone, every artist, every souls who is meant to thrive and excel living their purpose. This gift is to give of ourselves for ourselves and own it, so that we may share it through our love for others.
Then we can get a glimpse inside the crack of light we continue to hand the world over.
LannaEvolved Jan 2021
Poetry is its own rhythm of
Wisdom in motion

Rhythm in language
Pain performing in its own right
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